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TOTEM POLE
niteboi
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Tell me who, you know who got the gas (Nite)
Won't miss, I'm gon' fill up the bag
Night kids zoom out, digital dash
This life been like too hard to pass
Yeah, it's nice, now you got a name with the cash
All iced out, when the light hit, it flash
No-name bitches came in with the ass
From my standpoint, that's not the end of the class
From my standpoint, it's way bigger than that
Hear what I said, boy, that type of feeling'll last
And this my damn joint, so don't you reach, don't you grab
But, if I like y'all choices, maybe you'll get a pass
Now they hooked like no-name girl, she on your ass
Advice from OG Murk, should'a gave her half
Nigga put in all that work and popped all them tags
Couldn't help yourself, could you? He need it bad
And by this point you can't keep your focus
They notice, but they love you, so they hoping you ain't a solider that's broken
You mappin' out the plans to get it flowin', the pressure potent
Her call's like relief, but look where all that pressure's really goin'
Now the loop repeats itself, you just recycling
Now your heart beatin' yourself, so you need Vicodin
Now you ain't seein' well, you just hit twice again
Career is in the well, she got your life again
Fuck
Heart on sleeve and how long have we been?
On this path of greatness where they all can see it
Somebody should'a told 'em, we got all four seasons
While they trying to climb the totem for no good reason
And still, heart on sleeve and how long have we been
On- On this path, I think they all finally see it
Back- Back- Back up the speakin', now they all believe in it
We ain't climbin' this totem for no good reason (Bitch, uh)
In this quest, I found it get cold
Per my request, you should keep my name out your throat
Then I suggest, you should never speak anymore on the matter
Until you get you get up on this level we on
I don't care about how many people you killed, if I'ma keep it real
I mean, like, really? What is you doin' here?
Guess I'ma purist and care about more important shit
Like how your aesthetic look or how solid them beats hit
Someone giving us new shit and don't just repeat shit
Or sampling hit songs and ruining they shit
At least do 'em justice or just leave it alone
Like this beat for example, you niggas don't know this song
And it's gon' go just like I said it would
Show-stop like that wrestler would
And kick you in your chin, but it's sweet like a blessing would
Dont teach, but a lesson could get you off the Jergens
And get you a Meagan Good, go caramel surfin'
Think you deserve it?
I hear my shit then hear your shit you ain't even worth it
I need that type of shit with power in it and then some
The type of shit that turned Danny Fenton to Phantom, yeah
Heart on sleeve and how long have we been?
On this path of greatness where they all can see it
Somebody should'a told 'em, we got all four seasons
While they trying to climb the totem for no good reason
And still, heart on sleeve and how long have we been
On- On this path, I think they all finally see it
Back- Back- Back up the speakin', now they all believe in it
We ain't climbin' this totem for no good reason (Bitch, yeah)
Heart on sleeve and how long have we been?
On this path of greatness where they all can see it
Somebody should'a told 'em, we got all four seasons
While they trying to climb the totem for no good reason
And still, heart on sleeve and how long have we been
On- On this path, I think they all finally see it
Back- Back- Back up the speakin', now they all believe in it
We ain't climbin' this totem for no good reason (Bitch)